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Danger and Dames (Alpha and Sacred For Sale)

He quickened his pace, moving to meet the roll of her hips his breathing growing heavy before he slipped his shaft away from where it had been nestled and with a single powerful thrust buried it in her tight, wet passage up to the hilt. He let out a gasp of pleasure, feeling her tight confines molding to accommodate his invading girth.

"God you're tight..." he murmured as he slowly began to pump his way in and out of her.
 
The hot-dogging was more than enough to get her turned on but that didn't mean that she had any qualms when he suddenly shifted down and jammed his cock inside of her warm pussy. A drawn out moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she arched her back and let her head roll back for a moment. Her hips began moving at a steady pace towards him in time with his thrusts to help seat his shaft deep inside of her body.
 
Sweat mixed with the shower water still lingering on Nicks body as he continued to pump into warm depths of his first mate, a wet clap filling the tight space of the shower stall each time their skins met at the end of his shaft. He moved steadily, his pace increasing with each new venture into her, one hand resting on her hip and helping to pull her back onto him wile the other roughly fondled one of her tits.

He was lost in the moment, swimming in the pleasure Tessa gave him and the trails of the day had been pushed aside for now, only the lust and pleasure remaining in his mind.
 
With her forearms tensed against the tile wall of the shower and her legs spread wide enough for a stable base she was able to provide steady rearward thrusts of her hips that slapped their bodies together and helped drive his shaft deeper inside of her body. The hand on her breast brought out a long groan of arousal in response that quickly settled back into the stream of pleasured moans that his penetration was causing. “This is definitely what I needed after that mission.” She groaned lustfully as he slid deep into her slick pussy.
 
Nicks breath was comming out in shallow gasps. His knees growing weak. His cock pulsed and twitched and swelled inside of her as he grew ever closer to his second climax of their evening. His grip on her tits tightened to the point where it would probably be painful. But he knew a little pain would ruin things for the woman he so mercilessly pounded into.

Another shuttering gasp from his lips and he pulled away. His manhood spasming as he let loose another load coating her back with his thick cream before sagging against the wall to catch his breath.
 
Her moans kept at a steady volume as her breathing got ragged and rough. She could feel constant waves of pleasure shooting through her body and when he grippe tightly enough on her tits for it to hurt his powerful and constant thrusting had her distracted enough that she barely noticed it happening. The pleasure was constant and at a high level. When he finally pulled out of her she leaned forward up against the cool tile of the wall while feeling the hot cum splattering across her back. “Wow...” She murmured as she slowly slid down to a sitting position.
 
Nick slid down the wall to join her in sitting on the cool tile, his feet pressed against the opposite wall. He reached up and turned the water back on. Letting in rain down and rinse away the sweat and bodily fluids they where coated i in.

"Yeah, I needed that." He declared, resting his head against the wall behind him, "maybe next time you can bring a friend."
 
For a long moment she was silent and took a long moment to pant and get herself back under control. She could feel the mixture of juices in her crotch leaking out onto the tile floor below her as the water splattered across the two of them. When he spoke she finally turned her attention to him. “Maybe if you ask nicely.” Teresa replied as she ran a hand slowly through her wet hair.
 
He felt relaxed now. His head clear. A good round of buggery with Tessa always had that effect. All the stress and frustration leaving his body in a blast of thick white cream that was cyrcling the drain.

His mind drifted back towards business now, to the hold full of antiques that they where sitting on with no buyer.

"So Cooper's dead. Thats one possible out of the question. Who else do we know in the city who may be interested in the goods."

Talking business after pleasure was a regualr occurrence for them. Though the shower was a first, but the cool tile seemed to be helping him think.
 
Teresa had quite a bit of stress that had built up, but she agreed that there was nothing better after a session of nearly getting killed than getting a session with a male that actually seemed ot know what he was doing. She ran her hand through her red hair a few times to get it under control before looking over at her speaking partner.

“I suppose that there must be someone that wants a bunch of stuff, but we might have to lower our profit expectations to unload that stuff. We could put the word out about it or maybe we could head over to one of the less legal markets and ask around a bit for anyone who has an interest in antiques.” The redhead suggested with a shrug.
 
Nick didn't particularly care for the idea of taking a loss to profits but they might not have an option. Tessa always managed to be the voice of reason when it was needed.

The ship wide intercom crackled to life, "Uh Boss, if you're not busy there's someone calling himself Khan on the shortwave asking for ya. But I mean, if you're occupied I can tell him wait."

Though no one ever spoke about it openly what The Captian and First Mate got up to behind closed doors was pretty much public knowledge amid the crew of The Fortune Hunter and none of them liked to interrupt.

Nick let out a sigh and pushed himself to his feet, padding bare foot into the cabin and pressing the com button, "Let him know I'll be up shortly."

He turned his attention briefly back towards Tessa, nodding towards his closest in an offer of dry clothes so she could join him.
 
Teresa would have liked to have a moment to rest, but when she heard the sound of the intercom she realized pretty quickly that just relaxing wasn't going to be an option for her at the moment. The water washing over her had the cum finally washed off of her body enough that she wouldn't be stinking like cum while making her way around the ship. She quickly pushed herself up to her feet while she saw him walk over and send a reply to one of his other inferiors.

“I should probably go in without something that's soaking wet.” The busty redhead replied and after squeezing her hair out a few times she walked over to the closet. She knew that he had some clothing that would work to her until she could change into one of her own outfits in the near future.
 
It didn't take long for Nick to get himself re assembled and head off towards the command deck of the ship. Halfway there there intercom came in again.

"Uh, Boss, we have a little problem. There's another airship on approach, looks like a gunship of some kind and it's deployed fighters. Can't tell if its making a run for us, or going after the port. But I think it might be a good idea to get out there and do something about it."

Nick swore under his breath and turned sharply on the heels of his boots, dashing down to the hold where the deck crew was already getting his fighter prepped for takeoff. He snapped his goggles into place as he dropped into the seat and hauled the canopy closed over his head. The large rear mounted engine roared to life and he taxied into postion before opening the throttle and launching out into the clear skies about Lake Michigan.
 
Teresa quickly garbed herself in a pair of loose pants and a t-shirt that she had left in his closet one of the last times they hooked up before pulling on her partially-dry boots. She followed closely behind her captain on the way to the bridge to figure out what the hell was going on and who was trying to contact them. She knew that it might be bad, but when she heard the squeak of the intercom and another message she knew that things were about to get extremely interesting.

While he shot off to his fighter Teresa burst off on the other direction towards the bridge. She knew that having both of them off the ship would likely be a bad idea, so she made her way up to the bridge where she was quick to start barking out orders to prepare if the gunship was going to attack them.
 
Inside the fighter Nick grinned ear to ear. This was what he lived for. He settled his radio headset into place and switched to the open channel to hear the chatter from the port.

He rolled the plane onto a course that would take him towards the attackers.
 
Since Nick's fighter was off of the ship the rest of the crew knew that they should take orders from her. Their ship was far better for speed than heavy combat so dealing with a heavy gunship would be a huge pain if they were attacked. She had the small amount of weapons they had being set up for combat while she listened to the crew member manning the radar system and his announcements of an approaching gunship.
 
"Bogies are coming in and coming fast." Nick reported after keying back over to the ship's radio channel, his fingers flipping several switches to disengance the safeties on his planes machine guns. "Looks like we got a couple dozen running hot and the port authority boys are moving to engage. But can't let them have all the fun."

He peeled across the firing lines of the attacking planes, machine gun fire crackling in his wake as he thumbed the trigger and let off a volley of rounds towards the advancing fighters.
 
“Roger. We'll hold steady here and if any of them get close we'll engage them to keep them off.” His first mate replied through the radio. With the port authority gunships coming it was pretty obvious that soon everything was going to turn into a huge shit show so right now Teresa's priority was keeping close enough to the action to help if needed but far enough away that she wouldn't get dragged in unnecessarily. The small guns that ringed the ship could ward off fighters, but anything bigger would pose a bit of a challenge for them.
 
Nick navigated his way through the on coming swarm of fighters, the machine guns barking every time a target crossed his sights. His grinned
as he rolled to one side, sending a burst of strafing fire across the outer hull of the advancing ship, the rounds pinging off thick armor plating.

"Shit....Tessa, I'm gonna need some support out here. Leave the bridge crew to keep things handled there. grab the heavy fighter and get out here, we're gonna need the big guns if we're gonna bring this fucker down."
 
Teresa was comfortable in her current location on the bridge keeping the ship ready for attack, but when there was a squawk over the radio requesting her presence she was okay with that. “I'll be right out there.” She replied before issuing orders to the men on the bridge to keep the ship safe.

It was a quick run to the hanger and she was more than eager to slide into the large heavy fighter that he had requested. She quickly took off, and soon she approached the massive gunship and let out a long burst of high-caliber fire that began to dent and punch through the armor of the enemy craft.
 
Nick rolled into a covering position along side the heavy fighter craft, "Oh look, here we are cheating death for the second time in a day, does that mean thing's are gonna get frisky when we get back?" he said with a grin, swinging the plane around to engage a cluster of fighters that were advancing on their flank, swiftly dispatching them before falling back into his covering position.

"Looks like the armor around the rear engine ports isn't as heavy, circle around wide, and open up with the main cannon. I'll keep ya covered."
 
The heavy fighter that she was in definitely didn't have the kind of maneuverability that Nick's craft did but it still provided more than enough to keep away from the guns of the massive ship that they were surrounding. “Got it. I'll be right around.” Teresa replied. She shot past the large airship before executing a sudden turn shooting her back towards the ship. The heavy cannons of her small ship opened up, firing a massive burst of fire all aiming right into the back of the ship hitting all around the less-armored parts and finding this armor far easier to punch through than the front.
 
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